She nods and shuts her eyes to sleep. The moment I park the car, she opens her eyes and yawns then apologizes for sleeping through the trip. I take out my bag of food and water and she brings out her backpack as well. “Do you need help with that?” I ask her. She shakes her head. “I won’t be ne
Tiffany Although this place has been modernly built, it seems to me that it has been abandoned for a while. It has been cared for by the owners, obviously, but it is Larry who begins the careful cleaning of the place to make it livable for both of us. I keep telling him that my leg is fine but
“What are you doing?” he says. I stand up lick my lips and walk to meet him. I have always hated to show my emotions especially in front of a man but not now. I trail a finger along his arms and smile at him. He frowns. I know he thinks nothing of my touch but I do so just to show him that being h
Then he says, “I am certain you’ve been told to stay away from me. I have a great business sense but underneath, I'm a terrible person.” I don’t know why he speaks like this now or why I can feel myself drawing closer to him like a moth to a flame but I do know when it is my cue to speak and it is
Tiffany When we are bored, the only thing we can actually do is talk or play games. We chose the latter but Larry says to throw in something better. “Whoever fails has to do what the other tells them to do,” he says. The game might be to my favor if I play it nice. It is the choice of games th
He arches an eyebrow. “What’s there not to hate? You used to hate me too. Do you still hate me or not?” I can’t tell if this is his own way of coping with some kind of past memory but when he speaks to me, I can see an ache deep inside his eyes and I know it is a reflection of the things in his he
He chuckles. "Oh that counts." "It sure does," I say. "What about Larry? He must miss you not knowing where you are." "I miss him too," Larry groans. "But hopefully we can get out of here tomorrow." "That sounds about right," I say even though I don't want to leave just yet. I pelt his hair
Tiffany I watch Larry speak into the phone about getting help. After he hangs up, I sigh. Larry says, “We can leave today. Go take your things, Tiffany.” “Is it okay to leave? Isn’t it sort of dangerous?” “No, it is fine,” he backs away. “I checked.” When he speaks to me, I can’t tell if
By having him so close to me again, I feel like I can become someone good enough for both of us. "Just be careful around him," Madeline says. "I know you…Tiffany. Please be careful." "I shouldn't fall in love with him?" I tease because we both know that I am hopelessly in love with Larry who is
I square my shoulders and look at her dead in the eyes. “I don’t care about anything else, Sweets. I want you to be someone I can be myself with. I want to protect you, love you, and ache for you. I want to be the man that you seek for. Please let me be that for you…for us.” Is This Real?
Larry I pass her the chocolates and she opens it and takes one out. She bites from it and closes her eyes to savor the sweet taste. “Do you like it?” I ask. She nods. “You have good taste. Try it with me, Larry.” We sit together on the couch in the living room and I take one of the chocolat
I actually atop breathing and a shiver runs down my spine when I hear this because, somehow, I know it might be the truth and me clinging onto old memories and what ifs and maybes are because I can’t get over leaving again. “Hard truth, Tiffany?” Laurene asks but she doesn’t wait for an answer. “
I raise my cup and lean forward. We are sitting in a circle so it makes it easy for me to look from either of the friends here with me. “What should we toast to?” Laurene licks her lips and raises her glass too. “To us being the most creative friends on the East Coast.” “To our reunion!” Brynn s
Tiffany I go to visit Laurene at her place to tell her about what has been happening. "I don't support you leaving Adrian for whatever you are doing!" She says to me. "Is that why you gave him my number and where to find me?" I ask. I'm still angry that she did but when I ask this, I am not r
"That is lovely," she says and we kiss again. It feels like this is the best life. I leave her house and go home. I am happy with how everything is turning out to be that for a while I seem to have forgotten about Caroline's cheating and her hurting our son until she shows up at my house the n
"And the divorce papers you sent?" She asks with a rather sharp tone. "That hurt me. What about it? What are we to do with that?" "Tear it up," I say. "I can't stand a minute with you, sweets. Forgive me and stay with me." I take her to my car and drive her home. On the drive home, we are silent
Larry Tiffany kisses me and it takes all of my willpower not to slam her into me and kiss her with all of my pent-up emotions. I miss her dearly and having her so close to me only ignites the longing and doubles it too. After she breaks the kiss, we stand apart just breathing in each other's s